City of Cardboard

Fibers in the light of a projector, catch fire
 Wolf in the front yard, look out from your door and admire
 
 Drink your tea with sympathy, while organized chaos awaits
 Because I've told you in the past, but it never seems to resonate
 When there's a wolf at your door, don't just try and ignore
 All the things outside your city of cardboard
 One day it'll burn and the lesson you'll learn
 Is your paper holds nothing but words and records
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 The music is within his hands and his heart
 And in his mind, all of the planets are marbles in the stars
 But this game of Pretending is so apprehending these days
 And all of your time is spent comprehending this game
 When there's a wolf at your door, don't just try and ignore
 All of the things outside your city of cardboard
 One day it'll burn and the lesson you'll learn
 Is your paper holds nothing
 And so if your mundane existence withstands
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 I look to put some truth inside your open hands
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 So share in some telepathy, while organized chaos awaits
 
 Because I've told you in the past, but it doesn't seem to resonate
 When there's a wolf at your door, don't just try and ignore
 All the things outside your city of cardboard
 One day it'll burn and the lesson you'll learn
 Is your paper holds nothing but words and records